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Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. the afternoon glow is brightening in the
bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of pines is
heard in our kettle. let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful
foolishness of things. - The Book of Tea

Sunday, October 15, 2006

[A very random update.]

I suddenly feel very bleargh.

Maybe a greater thing will happen, maybe all will see. Maybe our love will catch like fire, as it burns through me.

What a beautiful smile, can you stay for a while?

My beautiful love..

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